Blue Juneberry, tough diamond willow.

Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds…

— Walter Scott

“Secrets upon secrets were weaving into a strange and mysterious fabric that would ultimately clothe his future.”

— Jesikah Sundin

“Willow trees dipped their bare branches into pond water like girls testing the temperature with their toes.”

— Elizabeth Berg

“I try to ignore the fact that I can feel Kieren's hard-on against my ass and that it's perfectly pressing into me. I tell…

— Erica Chilson

“In one picture, the pool was half hidden by a fringe of mace- weeds, and the dead willow was leaning across it at a…

— Clark Ashton Smith

Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood's edge

— William Carlos Williams

“Every lineament of the girl's wasted body is a testament to her inner turmoil. Willow can only imagine what kind of pain she must…

— Julia Hoban

Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my…

— Anna Akhmatova

The willow turns his back on inclement weather. And if he can do it, we can do it.

— Paul McCartney

“As her feet beat the concrete ground beneath them, her chest began to ache. It had been a long time since she had run…

— Ross Caligiuri

“It's hard to keep something a secret when it's written all over you body.”

— Julia Hoban

“My dream is to create something so beautiful that it encourages people to present the best version of themselves to me everywhere I go.”

— Ross Caligiuri

“Try to think of it as though we are rewriting history––the first time this experience occurred you and I never kissed in this Dream…

— Ross Caligiuri

Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!

— George Pope Morris

The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows - a wall against the wind.

— Frank Herbert